❝Talk to me while I eat you out, honey baby.❞
Her fingers tightens around my hair as she shoves me deeper between her legs.
❝Sander.....❞ She moans louder as I sucked on her sensitive clit.
❝You like that, hm?❞ I taunt, flicking my tongue piercing o...
"Can we fuck now?" He asks and I blinked, staring at his ugly face.
"Are you serious?" I ask seriously.
"Dead ass." He grins, pulling down his pants and boxers in one. Big dick popping all out, bending like ripe banana.
lol.
My eyes glued to his dick that's standing long and hard as hell.
Fuck me.
The man fine like wine and nice like rice.
No, focus honey.
{End of recap}
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Honeysia P.O.V
Classes has been hectic these days with all the rumors surrounding everyone. Kaden and Joshua has been the talk of the university for days.
Their sex video is circulating like crazy.
Thankfully, no one but Natalia knows that Joshua is my husband.
Kaden never talked to me or Natalia again, which I'm happy for of course. He's mad weird for all that shit he did to me.
Fake ass fucker.
Joshua also hasn't been home for a week after the video got out, which is weird but I'm thankful either way.
Now Sander is another story.
I ignored him after finding out he's my stalker, but clearly that isn't stopping him anytime soon.
He sends me texts and gifts every single day. He broke into my house more times than I can count and I'm really starting to think he needs to be put in a mental facility.
Here I am, standing at the doorway and looking at the package Sander just sent over for me again.
I sighed as I opened it only to see a set of lingerie and a big pink dildo.
For the past week, he got me a dildo in every color and size.
For what? I do not know.
I packed them in a garbage bag and set them underneath my bed anyway.
Now don't get me wrong, he did sent me some meaningful gifts too. Like flowers, chocolates, teddy bears, jewelry and even a rose gold Range Rover— but I sent it straight back to him.
I was starting to regret sending back my dream car, but thank God he is Aleksander Santos. A man who doesn't care and who doesn't give up, so he sent the car right back to me again.
I took it this time of course.
Make his pocket hurt a little they say.
While I was packing away the dildos, my phone rang with an unknown caller. I tried ignoring it at first but I couldn't hold it anymore and answered it.
